He was just a Scottish lad
Born down in Dundee
My true love vow I gave to him
My heart will wait for thee
Trouble, toil did follow him
As he made his life on sea
The Raven’s Kiss beneath his feet
My heart will wait for thee
Through port of call the letters came
Some few and far between
His loving script did lift my heart
My heart will wait for thee
A handsome lad’s eye soon I caught
And he pledged his love for me
To turn him down was hard to do
My heart will wait for thee
Over a year since I held him close
The Raven’s Kiss still out to sea
I will not think of what may have been
My heart will wait for thee
The mast appear on the horizon
A greater sight I’ll never see
The Raven’s Kiss returns to home
My heart will wait for thee
Wedding bells soon rang out
Our love for all to see
And now my soul it is complete
My heart did wait for thee





. Can't see youi waiting a year for anyone.


Ms Barbara, I like, there is something about poetry/writing with a historical (formal) feel. I like to read them (now) and yet I remember what I used to say about it (them) when at school and forced to study the like. Thank you. 
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